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???: This doesn't make any sense, none of these files are correct.

Ann: Sir, you are mistaken?

???: Ann, right? Well, Miss Ann. This person listed is not the same person you have behind that cell.

Ann: That's not possible sir. When we enlisted Mr. Milles, he told us he himself was Max.

???: How is this possible?

Ann: Well sir, our building does allow all patients to be asked and given their free will, especially when being asked ones' name.

???: But this isn't his name!

Ann: Sir please don't shout. We are trying to keep everyone and the building completely at ease, we don't need anyone getting rowdy.

???: My apologies, but please question Him. His name is not Max.

Ann: Then what is his name sir?

???: His name is- (the man was cut off)

(A worker approached the man, whispering in his ear)

???: What, now?

(Both were lead to Max's cell, as he walked, free of all charges)

???: See I told you, now you're free. (He smiled)

Max: Finally! Had I stayed any longer, I would've died.

(The worker came to the man and asked him to sign some papers, confirming that Max was allowed to leave the building)

???: Thank you.

The Worker: Of course Mr. Graham.

???: Just call me Liraz.

(The worker would stare at the man, as Liraz looked at Max, giving the worker a signal)

The Worker: Yes, sir. Liraz